The crowded train smelled of human waste and misery. It was so crowded that most of us had to stand. I was one of the lucky ones I got to sit because I was injured. Actually lucky it wasn't that much better, at this point I'd rather jump off the train and spend another night on this rat trap of a train. My ribs hurt it felt like they are broken my heart hurts even more. It had made me sad to see what our wonderful country had turned into. Our once great land had been turned into a prison. Most of us on the train were Jewish, ratted out on by neighbors and some of us are loved ones. Some of us committed other offenses such as not agreeing with the cause. I remember I was sitting in my favorite chair basking in the warmth of my fire in the fireplace. There was a loud knocking on the door at first I thought they were going to knock the door down so I answered it. I wished I hadn't though because the moment I saw the badges I knew I was in trouble. He grabbed me by the arm and pushed me into the snow. They ran into my house making off with all my precious belongings including my mother's pearls.The next thing I knew they started to hit me. He got up my nose felt myself starting to go out. The last thing I saw before I blacked out was my best friend Rudy running towards me and the soldiers yelling for them to stop, is lifeless body slumping to the floor turning to snow read from the hole in his head. The next thing I knew I was on this train. I am So hungry that it hurts. I feel weak it's been about two days since they gave us our last piece of bread. I overheard did not see police officers talking about where we were going. They said we were going to a "work camp" in Poland called Auschwitz. I had no idea what that meant but I was guessing it wasn't good. It's so cold during the winter here. They don't bother to give his blankets are any means of warmth.I hear yelling in the background then the train comes to a stop. Everyone is chattering. A man next to me said that we were probably going to get feed again. Everyone started clapping and cheering up. All of a sudden the door slide open. A guard is yelling at us in a foreign language. Then a German interpreter comes in yells at us saying that it was time to get off the train. I need help getting off the train, I am too weak to get off on my own. my ribs hurt too much. Apparently we have reached our destination. There is a sign on the door and it reads; Arbei Macht Frei. I asked the same man who had proclaimed that we were going to be fed what assignment, and he said, "work sets you free."
